A/N: wow, guys thanks so much for the feedback. i got over 25 reviews from here& 911. i feel pretty accomplished. i was gonna have this out early this morning, but what can i say? I'm a huge procrastinator. hopefully you guys like this chapter.
Chapter 2: Crash Into Me
Haley's eyes were quick and bright. Her hair was a golden brown, her eyebrows a shade darker. There wasn't a single person that wouldn't call her stunningly beautiful. That same beauty that Lucas had fallen for had driven him away.
If he ever saw another guy remotely look her way, he could expect a lawsuit in the morning. It didn't matter that it was unintentional, or totally irrational, but what Lucas Scott wanted, Lucas Scott got. And what Lucas Scott had, he was determined to keep.
Haley slipped on a simple, elegant black and white dress. She was supposed to be welcoming his brother, Nathan Scott, today, and keeping him company until Lucas showed up. It hadn't mattered when she told him that she had plans, he'd failed to mention there was something he wanted her to do. And of course, she hadn't found out till that morning right before he left for work.
Her phone rang on her vanity desk. She reached over to pick it up.
"Hey Brooke." She answered.
"H.James, ready to hit the mall? I totally got a new credit card yesterday, the new platinum gold or whatever. Anyway, it looks pretty sweet. Also, P. Sawyer can't make it anymore cause apparently Jake wants her to set up for the party…"
"Brooke, I can't go." Haley braced herself for the hell she would get from her.
"Tell me you did not just cancel on Brooke Davis. Last minute, I might add. I can't believe how inconsiderate your being, knowing there's a party tonight and I have absolutely nothing to wear…"
"Well, It's either cancel on Brooke Davis, or cancel on Lucas Scott. I wonder what the obvious choice is." Haley said, interrupting her.
"WOW, that's definitely news, he's not working on a Wednesday to be with you?"
Haley scoffed. "Are you dreaming or something? Hell no he's not doing that. I'm "welcoming" his brother. Who, by the way, is like 28? Like he can't welcome himself into the house. Puh-lease." She said sarcastically.
"Hmm, 28 huh? Let me know if he's hot, hales. Nobody in this town will have an affair with me cause I'm married to the oh-so-great Chris Keller."
"BROOKE!" Haley exclaimed, disgusted. "Doesn't your marriage mean anything to you?"
"Not as much as it does to you. I mean seriously he's away half the time on tour, so I barely see him. And a girl gets horny sometimes, you know?" Brooke said, completely serious.
Haley laughed. "Well, I'll be sure to mention that my married friend is looking for a guy to have an affair with."
"Don't forget to mention I'm a hottie, AND great in bed."
The doorbell rang.
"HAH! That was so a sign", Brooke exclaimed.
Haley rolled her eyes. "No, that was TMI. I need to go get that, God forbid if he rings the doorbell more than once. I'll call you later if plans change."
"Okay, bye Hales." Brooke said goodbye and hung up the phone.
Haley opened the door to find who she assumed to be Nathan outside with about 20+ bags.
"Damn, your brother mentioned you were gay, but I didn't know you packed more than a girl. How long are you planning on staying here? Your whole life?"
"Like 2 months…wait, HE WHAT?" Nathan sputtered.
"Relax, I'm kidding", Haley said taking some of his bags inside.
"Oh", Nathan said. Then he added, "You don't need to take those, not that you'd get very far. And all of those aren't mine. I brought a lot of my brothers crap with me."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Haley asked offended.
"Uh, it means that Lucas left a lot of his crap in Tree Hill, and I brought it with me."
Haley rolled her eyes. "Not THAT. When you said I wouldn't get very far", She air-quoted.
"Pretty girls like you shouldn't be lifting heavy things, that's all"
"Hmm, very flattering. Whatever you say. Maybe you should tell your brother…" She started to say and then shut her mouth, worried that she'd reveal too much.
Then, deciding to be more hospitable she asked him if he wanted anything to eat or drink. "I can probably make anything you ask for. I'm a pretty good cook," She told him.
"A coke would be fine, thanks." Nathan requested.
Haley walked into the kitchen and brought him what he'd asked.
He took a gulp out of the glass, and got up, "I think I'm going to head up and take a nap."
"Oh no you don't," Haley said. "I gave up my plans to go shopping today to "welcome" you into the house, and I'm sure as hell not going to sit around being bored while you go take your lovely little nap."
Nathan laughed. This girl must've been on pills or something; he'd never met anyone so crazy. "Why don't you just go shopping now then?"
"Because…wait what? You wouldn't mind if I went shopping?"
"No, why would I?" Nathan asked like it was common sense.
"Oh! Brooke is going to love you", Haley exclaimed giving him a quick hug before picking up her cell phone and to dial Brooke's number. She paused and turned back to face him.
"You're not going to tell Lucas right?" She asked with her puppy dog eyes, and a pout on her face.
"I'll be sure not to mention it", He said with a smirk, and walked up the stairs.
"Oh my gosh! This is definitely the one", Brooke said, running her hands through a pink sequined dress.
Haley groaned, struggling to hold all her bags. "This is the 50th time you've said that Brooke." They had gone to practically every store in the mall, and Brooke had bought out at least half of them. Even though she'd bought about 30 dresses already, she claimed none of them were right for the party. Haley had found hers in the first store they had visited.
"Well, it's not my fault I lost some weight, and I can never find a good size anymore." Brooke gushed. Ever since the new aerobic program that she had gone to, Brooke took every opportunity she could to boast about the 15 pounds she'd lost. She was never fat, but now she had the body she did back in high school, perhaps even skinnier.
"What? You lost weight Brooke? I couldn't even tell." Haley said sarcastically, dropping herself and her bags on a chair near the fitting rooms. Half the stuff she bought was on Brooke's insistence, even though she had gone a little crazy at Gucci.
"Is that jealously I hear?" Brooke asked in mock surprise.
"Oh, don't flatter yourself Brookie."
"Too late", She said, and then went into the dressing room, her hair swishing behind her.
She came out of the dressing room about 5 minutes later, and exclaimed, "Man, am I blessed, or am I blessed?"
"Uh, neither?" Haley joked. "The dress is gorgeous though."
"Seriously, what do you think?" Brooke asked twirling around.
"Totally get it. Only if you're going to wear it to the party tonight."
"Haley, Haley, Haley, why would I wear baby PINK to a night party? Are you out of your mind?"
One hour later…"OMG! I found it. It's perfect!" Brooke was saying, trying to wake Haley up in the process.
Haley fluttered her eyes, trying to open them. They had been in the store for over an hour, and she had found a nice, comfortable position in their couches.
"For the party?" She asked yawning and stretching her arms out.
"DUH! Of course for the party, what else would I find a dress for?" Brooke asked, as if it were total common sense.
Haley rolled her eyes. "It's absolutely perfect, Brooke", She exclaimed with a big fake grin plastered on her face.
"Whatever", Brooke said with a wave of her hand. "I'm buying it. We should probably leave soon before that husband of yours gets home."
"OH! I think I just heard Brooke Davis think of someone other then herself."
"Hardy-Har-Har. You're a riot James. C'mon lets go", Brooke said pulling Haley up with her free hand.
Haley walked into her house with her shopping bags, and fell into the couch exhausted, putting her feet up on the table.
"Oh, how nice of you to finally come home." She heard someone say.
"Lucas?" She asked in surprise, gathering herself together. "Your not supposed to be home for like another hour."
"So you decided to go SHOPPING?" He asked coming closer to her. "I gave you something to do, yet you decided to totally ignore me, and do what you wanted to."
"What the fuck Lucas? Why is it that you always need to find an excuse to yell at me? FYI, Nathan said it was okay if I went, he was going to go take a nap anyways."
"Whatever, Haley. You still didn't follow what I said, and I expect that out of you, especially when you go around spending my money like you do."
"EXCUSE ME? Oh, if you want to accuse ME of spending money, look around at your friend's wives Luke. They spend nearly triple the amount I do, and yet here you are accusing me of the little I spend, rarely at that. Besides, if I recall correctly, when we got married you said everything that was yours was mine, so I reckon that includes your money too. Or do you just change your vows according to convenience?"
He had never slapped her before, but now Haley was afraid she'd gone to far. Instead, he picked up a vase and threw it at the wall and stalked out of the room.
"Be ready for the party by 8. Look happy," he told her walking out the door.
Haley walked into her dressing room. Her shoulders slowing started shaking as she gave into a good cry. She started to wipe her tears rapidly; frustrated she'd let him get to her again. The tears came so fast to Haley's eyes that the sleeve of her shirt no longer served to dry them. She thrust her face into the bend of her arm and gave in, crying no longer caring to wipe her tears.
These experiences weren't unusual for her in her married life, something filling her whole being with vague anguish. It was a mood. She didn't sit there thinking of the wrong of her husband, or being mad at fate. She was just having a good cry all to herself. Thinking of how her life came to be, her hopes and dreams never being fulfilled.
She felt a pressure on her arm. Not bothering to see who it was, she buried her face in their shoulder, giving into her tears once more.
"Shh. It's okay, it'll be okay", She heard Nathan's voice say reassuringly.
"It's just that, he always seems to yell at me for no reason and…and it's so frustrating just sitting there listening to him blame me for things I'm not even responsible for, when I do things any normal person does, you know? And I just want to live once in a while, and have fun, instead of being the perfect trophy wife everyone wants me to be. It just sucks to have so many dreams to expected to fulfill dragged away from you." Haley gulped, a fresh wave of tears threatening to take over her again.
Nathan just held her tighter, while Haley suddenly pulled away.
"I…I'm sorry. If Lucas sees you, he might hurt you. You don't deserve that. I should go." Haley stammered getting up and walking out.
She paused, turning back to him with a small smile. "Thank you." She whispered softly.
If your reading, please review! Chapter 3 is edited/beated and ready to be posted. plus, im almost done with chapter 4. so you know what to do...